The double-entendre absolutely, one-hundred-percent went sailing right over his head, unfortunately. Give him a little more time on Amani and maybe he'll start understanding insinuations better.

“The Prima Vista, huh? That's a fancy name.” Probably fitting, as an airship sounds rather impressive to visualize, but he's snapped out of drifting thoughts by Zidane accepting his outstretched hand. He gently squeezes his new acquaintance's fingers, nodding in acknowledgment. “Great! And hey, I do at least know what a train is,” he admits with an amused laugh.

He lets himself be pulled but it doesn't take long to catch up to Zidane, to the point they're almost running side-by-side toward the station that's before them. How convenient, there's already a railcar waiting, which Sora hasn't figured out entirely either, except he's less inclined to question why they didn't need to wait, given his own circumstances when dealing with trains. Especially the dope-ass Disney train!

“Will it do that with nobody on it?” See, he's assuming they're the only ones about to hop on here, but he's in for a surprise as he continues holding onto that hand the whole way, up the steps and into the car, but that's where he momentarily hesitates, sparing a glance around at their surroundings while Zidane picks a spot; there are others aboard the train, most of who don't pay them any mind, and although Sora's curious, he decides to move along, plopping down on the seat across from Zidane.

“Not much? I've seen most of the Main Hub, the railway, parts of the grasslands, the beach...”